“You fucking bitch! We ran back to the van. Blowjob porn I scanned the neighborhood and more of the bodyguard were down, slumped behind bushes, on porches, or behind their cars. “Let me go!” Mistress shouted, struggling in my grip. Gunfire erupted all down the street as the bodyguards fired at the vans. Everything was silent. “We will be reunited with Master,” I said, reassuringly to my women. “Lift him up, I need to see if there are any exit wounds,” she calmly ordered. She was a Thrall and clearly was dead, her black aura was gone. Thamina was still working on him and 63 still held the IV. “Mark!” This couldn’t be happening. Aim for any women!” Then I pulled out my police radio. I was sent to kill my own daughter. She was a Thrall and clearly was dead, her black aura was gone. One stood up from his cover and took a round in the shoulder, clutching is wound as he fell to the ground.
